'By cripes, then, Anna, drop him, he's a swine.'
'Jimmy,' she said, 'you must have faith in me,
Faith's all the battle in a love like ours.
You must believe, my darling, don't you see
That life to have its sweets must have its sours.
Love isn't always two souls picking flowers.
You must have faith. I give you all I can.
What, can't I say "Good evening" to a man?'
'Yes,' he replied, 'But not a man like him.'
'Why not a man like him?' she said, 'What next?'